While in Seattle, I took a short jaunt up to the old stomping grounds of Esquimalt. Hung out with Mel and Danielle. Just like old times. Here’s some photos.
Isn’t she cute?
down by the water
Just to prove I was there
Back in the YWAM days, we lived right in the middle of the ghetto surrounded by no more than 4 liquor vendors, the most prominent being the Tudor House who called to us late at night with bright lights and corny catch phrases on the sign. We were never allowed to go because we might have gotten led astray by the alcohol and the alcoholics. Thus I have never been there. And don’t worry I only took a photo of the outside for all the throwbacks from the YWAM days.
